, is the real Tifa? ', looking at the person beside me who barely stood up under the pressure of two people in the fight, and the girl who was just a little embarrassed but still fighting, felt a little lost in my heart.

After destroying half of the house in the Karuizawa villa of the Atobe family, the two people in the fight finally stopped, and the result was a tie...

The sharp nails on Tifa's right hand pointed directly at the left chest of the black figure. As long as he stepped forward again, he was guaranteed to dig out a fresh, beating heart...

The figure's big hands spread out and spread flat on the girl's slender neck, as long as she exerted enough force, it could cut off the girl's slender neck.

The two withdrew their hands pointing at each other's vitals at the same time, the black figure hugged the girl into his arms, pinched the girl's chin with his white hand, bent down and kissed the girl's forehead, "I finally see you again, Xiaotie Fa." The young man opened his mouth and spat out a string of words that sounded like Japanese, but they couldn't be understood when combined together.

Without any resistance, he let the young man hug himself into his arms and kiss her. Tifa turned her head and said to Zhan Ruoxing in embarrassment: "Ruoxing, I'm sorry, I can't hold back for a while, so..."

"Ah, it's okay, you can destroy as much as you like. Shall I introduce you?"

Just as he was about to introduce himself, the young man beside him hugged him with his backhand and introduced himself in standard Japanese: "I'm Yiermi? Beat the enemy. I came here this time to pick up my fiancée at the order of my mother... ..."

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